demongirl1369

She is a mistress of hell, Her name is desire. A fallen angel, With wings of fire. She's a thousand degrees, Of soaring heat. The kind of angel, You can't wait to meet. A dangerous creature, Of outstanding glory. She'll lull you in, Cry you a story. She'll tempt you inside, There's no way you'll win. Can't stay away from her, Let torture begin. She will ravage your mind, Possess of your soul. Drag you screaming, Into Hells fiery hole. Spiraling down. Through fire and flames. Just go with the flow, No playing games. Entwined together, In searing heat. This painful lust, Can't be beat. She will get hurt, But won't b

Here I stand, all alone. Heart of granite, eyes of stone. I cannot breathe, I cannot crone. No single ember, where fire shone. There once was passion, now empty core. High hopes and dreams, that hit the floor. There once was closeness, now just a door. The path between, closes more. To see you now, I feel so small. You can't even see, or hear me at all. Running in the darkness, I listen for your call. Hoping you'll be there, to catch me if I fall. But with time, comes ebb and flow. If you do, you'll catch me low. So far down, nice and slow. Close enough, you'll let me go. The heat's so cold, I should've know

I regret to inform you, we found your daughter dead. We're pretty sure the culprit, is the bullet in her head. We found a little note, and after it was read. She said that she had called you, I wondered what she said. "She said that she was done with this, and ready for eternal bliss, and if she had the time, she'd come give me a kiss" "I didn't know what it meant, but now I know it was sentiment." Are you sure it was sentiment, and not just a clue? A little hint in her direction, to see what you would do. A last grasp at outside help, to show something was askew. Maybe I'm just one of few, but I know if I was You, I'd k